Two weeks later, the fashion design competition came to a close, and Zhao Huanhuan won second prize in the competition.
Zhao Huanhuan was very happy when she received the award certificate and silver scissors.
The prizes for the top three winners are gold, silver, and bronze scissors. Of course, they are just scissors shaped like cutting tools, and they will only keep them in the office and will not actually use them to cut anything.
None of them have been sharpened.
The winner was an elegant woman in her forties. She was introduced as the director of Kyoto's No. 1 Uniform Factory and a designer who had studied abroad, majoring in fashion design.
The other person's name is Liu Qing.
Liu Qing liked Zhao Huanhuan very much. After receiving the award, he took the initiative to invite Zhao Huanhuan to have tea together and even took her to visit his factory.
In her office, Zhao Huanhuan also saw the book about the popular fashion industry, and she looked at Liu Qing in surprise.
Liu Qing smiled and said, "Are you surprised? Hehe, I've loved this book ever since it came out. Your designs are so innovative, I even made a few pieces for myself based on them!"
Zhao Huanhuan gave an awkward smile, "I really didn't expect that a fashion magazine published in our province could get all the way to Kyoto."
Liu Qing said with a smile, "It's not just me who likes it; many people in the clothing industry in Kyoto really like it. I also want to say that your publishing houses must be making a fortune; this book sells very well in Kyoto."
Zhao Huanhuan smiled and said, "I didn't know that. After I signed the authorization for them, I didn't care about it anymore."
Liu Qing smiled and nodded, saying that Zhao Huanhuan lived a very open and honest life.
"Our factory is also planning to publish a fashion magazine. We are currently looking for models to take photos of our designs. To be honest, there are very few fashion magazines in China right now."
"As people's lives gradually improved starting in the 1980s, and they were no longer hungry, they began to pay attention to their clothing. After solving the problem of food, the next thing to do is to take care of clothing. We really need to work harder in this regard."
"To be honest, you're ahead of us in this respect. I heard your store is called Fashion Circle, which is a great name. You really are ahead of us. Look at your outfit, it looks really good on you," Liu Qing complimented Zhao Huanhuan.
Zhao Huanhuan smiled and said that she had selected the goods in Guangzhou.
Liu Qing nodded and said that their factory should also pay more attention to fashion trends.
This meeting led to the establishment of a friendship between the two.
Liu Qing was seven years older than Zhao Huanhuan, and the two addressed each other as sisters when they parted.
There was a phone in Liu Qing's office. When they parted, he wrote down Zhao Huanhuan's number and told her to call him again when she came to Kyoto.
Zhao Huanhuan smiled and agreed.
After that, she took the bus to her aunt's house.
After parting ways with her, Lin Yuan went to the base here for closed training.
They said it would take more than a month, and they had already agreed that Zhao Huanhuan would go home first after finishing her work here.
Zhao Huanhuan stayed at her aunt's house for a day and then took the train home.
My aunt and Zhao Huanhuan agreed that during the first month of the lunar calendar after the New Year, my aunt's husband and cousin would go back to their hometown to reunite with their family.
Zhao Huanhuan returned home in mid-May.
When her family learned that she had won second place, they were overjoyed. Both sets of parents cooked a big meal together and the whole family celebrated.
That's second in the whole country! Huanhuan is amazing. This time she really brought honor to their province!
At this time, Lin Yuan was still busy in Kyoto and did not know that Zhao Huanhuan had already gone home.
When Zhao Huanhuan got home, she received some good news. Hu Zhan brought her news that the No. 1 Textile Factory was not receiving any orders. Changing several leaders had not helped. The higher-ups were discussing the possibility of cooperating with several textile factories.
Because No. 1 Textile Factory was the oldest and smallest, they planned to close it down, sell the factory buildings and machinery, and reassign the workers to another textile factory.
After hearing her parents relay Hu Zhan's words that evening, Zhao Huanhuan understood the situation.
"Huanhuan, isn't that your old factory? Are you going to buy that factory?" Zhao's father asked worriedly.
Zhao Huanhuan nodded. "Let me see how it goes. If the price is right, I'll buy it. I'd like to convert one workshop into a weaving workshop and the other into a spinning workshop."
"This way I won't have to run two factories. Let's just work together like this for now, and then split it up once I've saved up some more capital!"
Zhang Jinhua nodded. "Do it your way, your parents will support you."
The Lin family elders also said, "Yes, Huanhuan, your parents don't understand your professional skills, but you don't need to worry about things at home. Your parents will prepare meals for you so that you can have a hot meal when you come back from your busy schedule."
“If we’re short a lot of money, we’ll just transfer the shop out. A lot of people are eyeing our shop and want to take it over!” Aunt Chu chimed in.
Zhao Huanhuan smiled and shook her head, looking at her mother-in-law and saying, "Thank you, Mom, but it's not necessary. We don't need that little bit of money. As for the convenience store, you and Dad can manage it yourselves. If you ever feel tired and don't want to continue, you can just transfer it out. Our family is doing well now, so you don't need to work too hard. You should enjoy your retirement."
"The reason I opened a small shop for you when you came to Yuancheng was because I was worried that you would feel empty and uneasy if you suddenly stopped being busy. That's why I thought of finding you some relatively stable things to do."
Aunt Chu nodded, "Yes, Mom and Dad know. Don't worry, we can still work. Everyone in our neighborhood buys things from us; they're used to it."
“Suddenly having nothing to do and sitting at home, we’d feel strange. Right now, two sales representatives from out of town have come to us, wanting us to sell their wine,” Uncle Lin said.
Zhao Huanhuan shook her head, "Don't we sell local liquor in our shop? We can just sell that. We don't know anything about liquor from other places. We don't know if they have any distributors here. Once we have a local distributor, they can supply us with their products, and then our shop can take on those orders."
"After all, we mainly want to sell our own local wines. Wines from other places that have just arrived don't have a market yet, and it won't be easy for you to sell them if you leave them. The neighbors still prefer the original city wines they're used to drinking. If you have a distributor, even if there are any problems when you sell them, you'll have someone to turn to."
What Zhao Huanhuan was most worried about was that if her in-laws agreed, the other party might suddenly unload half a truckload of wine, which would tie up all their funds in the wine. If the wine didn't sell well, her in-laws would experience increased psychological pressure.
It's best for seniors to enjoy their later years happily.
But she couldn't say these things directly, so she used the excuse that she was worried the imported liquor wouldn't sell well since it was new.
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